"Roar haha~ hahaha~ hee hee hee~ hehe!"

"A kitten like you was born to be eaten by me, hehehuhu~"

"It's useless to resist, to resist!"

「a~a~a~a~」

Alice Searle grabbed the magical cat, and her mouth gnawed at the cute little kitten's face, arrogant and twisted.

"Wow, you can't eat...... Oil propylene?" A magical cat named Yuumi shouted aggrievedly.

The princess pinched Yuumi's neck, and didn't care about the wailing of the magic cat, just over there.

Standing outside, Charlotte was laughing frantically, covering her mouth with her hands and tugging at Aaron's sleeve, tears streaming into her eyes.

Aaron's face was full of black lines, although he also wanted to laugh a little, but the consciousness of being prepared for danger in times of peace soon made him realize that he had seen something unseemly!

I'm not going to be assassinated by the Queen's Blade tomorrow, am I?

I'm not going to be convicted of rebellion tomorrow for stepping into the palace with my right foot, am I?

Thinking of this, Aaron reluctantly took a few steps back, he took Charlotte's hand and asked her what was going on?

Alice Searle would make such a strange move, and it would ruin her image, right?

As we all know, Alicesell has always presented herself as an iron-blooded dictatorship, she almost always makes her own decisions in most matters, rarely asks for the opinions of others, and her regency status is generally reasonable, but it is still somewhat stained with the shadow of a coup d'état.

In this case, Alice Searle's way of governing is typical of Chrisma-type leaders, that is, transcendent qualities, charisma, and revelation.

Such leaders have always been required to maintain their transcendent image in the eyes of the public, and they want to make the public think that they have an intelligence superior to the average human being, and that they are considered to have supernatural, superhuman, or at least very special powers and abilities.

So Alice Searle always maintained a serious and cold attitude, and the princess should not be like this under any circumstances.

If you pay attention, you will find that those who try to portray themselves as Chrisma-type leaders will usually do their best to avoid revealing too many parts of their limbs, showing out-of-the-ordinary expressions, they always like to wear formal clothes, and the expression on their faces is either calm or smiling, all of which are creating a sense of mystery and superhumanity for themselves.

"It's the bloodline of the Primeval Dragon, the Primeval Dragon!" Charlotte tried her best to hold back a laugh, and the eldest lady whispered to Aaron about Alice's problem.

In the eyes of mortals, the dragon may be a creature with weak fertility that always has to go to great lengths to lay a dragon egg.

However, the dragons in the kingdom are not like this at all.

Dragons are creatures that periodically ***, whether it's a metal dragon on the good side or a colored dragon on the evil side, they leave behind hundreds of dragon eggs in their lifetimes (and even more if the situation is right).

And Alice Searle, bathed in the blood of the primeval dragon, also encountered this kind of trouble.

Her body also has a similar cycle like that of a dragon, on a regular basis, and because she is a human, the cycle is very short, and in this short period of time, her sanity will be overwhelmed by the reproductive instinct brought by the blood of the red dragon. ….

Alice Searle would have behaved so weirdly.

"That's why I want you to take Alice down hard, brother!" Charlotte was still laughing, and the eldest lady said that she had seen this scene many times, but she still watched it once and laughed once, because it was so funny that Alice Searle, who was usually serious and cold, would behave like this.

"I can't help but laugh!" These are the exact words of the eldest lady.

This sister of his own...... In a sense, it's really willful and naïve.

Aaron knew Charlotte, and his sister had always been very lively, very lively, and very energetic.

But the Warlock Lady named Charlotte is not kind in her heart.

He refused Charlotte's request to go in directly, and instead dragged his sister outside to sit for half an hour before formally requesting an audience.

"Your Highness, your faithful servant Aaron Salian asks for a meeting."

"Alice, I'm here!"

The sound of the plea outside immediately caused a commotion in the room.

"Oh no, forget about Xia Lu, why did Aaron come all of a sudden?"

Alice Searle covered her still a little hot face, she quickly cleaned up her mood, hurried to pick up the prepared clothes, and said in a deep voice, "Please wait outside for a while, let me change."

She sat on the chair, lifted her slender and white long legs, hummed happily, picked up the black ultra-thin pearlescent silk that Charlotte gave her and slowly put it into the snow foot, watching the black light like stars swallow her feet and calves until it spread to the root of her thighs.

Since Charlotte began to give her ***, she has fallen in love with the good gift of her best friend, this *** feeling of wearing it can be called wonderful, after wearing it for the first time, Alice Sell has a wonderful feeling of melting in an extremely soft and silky whirlpool.

She gradually became addicted and felt uncomfortable without wearing it for a day.

The lady regent once quipped about where Charlotte got it, but the eldest lady said that it was independently developed by her and her brother in her magic workshop, and it was Alice Serre's *** product.

Aaron, is he again?

Alice Searle muttered, "It's just the right time, Aaron Salion."

The regent regained her usual majestic expression, she straightened her clothes, rubbed her legs slightly, and prepared to call Aaron and the others in.

What she didn't notice was that as the high-waisted part of the black pantyhose was close to her lower abdomen, the pink-purple chaotic pattern flashed slightly, and the extremely faint energy once again took advantage of the void, and a complex pink-purple bewitching pattern could already be faintly seen on the skin covered by the pearlescent luster sock waist.

"Please come in."

After waiting for about half an hour, Aaron finally got the order to enter, and Charlotte was asked to continue waiting.

Alice Searle wore a classic brown cashmere royal coat with a gray knit underneath, and a pair of long legs wrapped in black translucent pearlescent pantyhose swayed under the hem of the short skirt.

Her skin was so white that even the black pearl*** couldn't hide it, looming white marks of temptation.

A pair of brand-new black diamond-encrusted red background heels perfectly accommodates her jade feet, slender ankles, straight calves and *** pearlescent reflection form a wonderful match, and then look at the exquisite makeup on her face, giving Aaron a sense of amazement that the goddess of the iceberg occasionally shows her true face. ….

However, after Aaron came in, Alice Searle tilted her body unnaturally, tidied up the skirt, a pair of black silk feet stretched forward and pulled back, the black silk toes were slightly cocked and picked up with red heels, and the delicate body suddenly outlined a very beautiful curve.

Her burgundy eyes stared at Aaron, a little unkind: "Salianqing, today is not your time on duty."

The man was staring at his legs and feet again.

He ...... Can't he see enough?

Aaron swallowed his saliva invisibly, and I have to say that his sister's proposal is really heartwarming.

Alice's majestic and cold and holy face is already very attractive, and with the way she has always dressed, the charm of half regent and half iceberg beauty jumps out.

Seeing that Aaron's gaze continued to stay on his body, Alice Searle, who had just experienced a special emotion, also felt a touch of joy and self-satisfaction in her heart, after all, she was also a woman and needed someone to affirm her charm.

Aaron, even if this guy is charismatic, will be dumbfounded when he looks at me!

However, Aaron's astonished gaze soon retracted, and he had come today to report to Alice that he was about to join the Battle of Arabell.

He told Alice Searle all about his meeting with Lady Raul.

The Regent's daughter, Mo Ran, like Lady Raul and Lucian, also subconsciously wanted to dissuade Alice Searle when she heard that Aaron had planned to officially join the war.

But when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them.

"Now that you've figured it out

I don't have anything to say." Alice Searle sighed slightly, she used her fingers to arrange the ends of her blonde hair, and nodded slightly, "Go ahead, Aaron, and don't forget that you have me behind you."

「…… Thank you, Your Highness." Aaron also said seriously, "When I go to war, please take care of yourself, Your Highness, and please don't forget that I will always be behind you!"

"Poof~" The regent daughter was amused by Aaron, and Alice Sell couldn't help but quip, "So, Sally Anqing wants to be the man behind me?"

As soon as this statement came out, Alice Sell regretted it, it was not something she should have said, and she didn't know why she came out of nowhere.

Maybe it's because the ancient dragon blood has just been completed, but the princess has a faint feeling in her heart, that is, she doesn't seem to have to be so restrained in front of Aaron?

To her surprise, Aaron didn't answer the conversation, and the knight of the inner court just bent down respectfully, not knowing whether it meant to agree or be afraid, so he diverted the topic: "Actually, Your Highness, Madam Raul would prefer your support."

"I know." Alice Serre nodded, and the Regent sighed, "I know that if I support Millman Raul's Arabellan Restoration, her hopes of recovering the territory will be a little greater."

"But...... Aaron, you know what? I am the regent of the kingdom, I am the ruler of the peoples, and since I have sat in this position, I have always trembled, walking on thin ice, like being on the edge of the abyss, and I know very well that I cannot be rash."

"You're telling the truth, but have you ever wondered about Cormier's state? After my father's death, the kingdom was so weak that I could not gamble the kingdom's last fortune on it." ….

"As long as I don't gamble, I won't lose, and in the future, Cormier will win!"

"Since I can definitely win, it's not a gamble, I won't gamble with Cormier's people, with the fortunes of the kingdom." Alice Searle sat upright in her seat, and she said in a big voice, "You know, Aaron, every gamble, whether you win or lose, you have to pay the blood of the people, and for me it is gambling, and for them it is to pay for your life!"

"The so-called one will be a success, and ten thousand bones will wither." Aaron nodded, "Your Highness is wise."

It is a blessing for the kingdom for Cormier to have such a regent who cares about all the people, but unfortunately many people do not understand.

"Yes, that's why I decided to endure the humiliation, Lady Raul was too risky." Seeing that Aaron could understand herself, Alice Searle narrowed her eyes and softened her expression: "It's a pity that she is such a person, and she is valued by her father because of this spirit, I won't stop her, just like I won't stop you."

"Don't worry, Your Highness, if this war is successful, then I will be the representative you sent, and if this war is lost, then I will participate in the war in my private capacity."

Aaron said in a deep voice, his voice was unequivocal, and the words he said smashed like a hammer on Alice's heart!

The Knight of the Inner Court pointed his index finger to the ground, pointed hard, and then pointed to the ceiling, the force of which was so strong that the wind stirred in the air: "My merit is your merit!" And your fault is my responsibility! Your Highness, please rest assured, even if I die, I will not affect you, and I will meticulously carry out this creed to the end!"

As soon as these words came out, Alice Searle could no longer control her expression.

She stared at Aaron's determined expression in a daze, her flaming red lips slightly open, but she didn't know how to express it.

In an instant, the princess seemed to see the scene of her father's final battle in the goblin war.

"I am the king of Cormier, child, and you must remember that we royal family of Obiszir have never been the masters of the kingdom, but the people have chosen us as kings, and it is our duty to defend the kingdom and protect the people."

After saying that, my father rushed into the battlefield without looking back, and finally died with the primeval red dragon.

She had always admired her father, and in her mind, his father, Yasan IV, was the most perfect man in the world.

Now, Aaron's figure once again coincides with his father's figure.

She didn't say any more,

Instead, he held out his hand tremblingly and motioned for Aaron to come forward.

Aaron seemed hesitant to follow Alice's orders.

Alice Searle repeated her command, and Aaron finally stepped forward and took her hand that was hanging in the air, holding it tightly.

"Don't die." The regent's voice was a little choked, and she shook her head vigorously: "Come back alive, we can discuss the fief again, remember, Aaron, the most important thing is to live, not only for the kingdom, but also for Charlotte."

"Yes, the subordinate will come back alive." Aaron added, "It's also for His Highness."

Alice's heart trembled, and the princess regent turned her face awkwardly: "Whatever you want."

She found that there seemed to be some kind of strange energy flowing into the hand holding Aaron, a pair of long black silk legs under the long skirt could only be rubbed secretly, and the toes covered by black silk in the red background heels were stiffly hooked for a while, and subconsciously stretched out for a while. ….

For a moment, her heart was swaying, and she felt a little shaky.

The rich and refreshing body fragrance of the princess struck, and Aaron inhaled hard and said softly, "Your Highness, you smell so good!"

Alice's originally sad and lonely mood was immediately disturbed by Aaron's joke, she couldn't help laughing, and patted him on the head angrily: "You guy! Don't you know that you smell good on you?"

"Then we can smell each other?" Aaron was a little bit more inched.

Lovely Lissell didn't have the slightest disgust in her heart, because his expression was always so appropriate.

One less point is not hot enough, and one more point is a little arrogant.

"Wait until you come back, Aaron, and I'll wait for your good news in the palace."

"Stand down." The regent unnaturally covered her lower abdomen with her hand, and she let go of Aaron's large hand, signaling that Aaron could step back.

"Yes, Your Highness." Aaron gave the princess one last kiss on the back of her hand, bowed and left the hall.

Since then, Aaron has received everyone's permission to join the Battle of Arabellel in an official capacity.

News of Viscount Salian's plan to join the Battle of Arabelle soon spread throughout Susar.

Among the secret mansions of the Triple Crown neighborhood.

Bane's Divine Son, Mannacohen-Anaheim, also received news of Aaron's intention to join the Arabellan Restoration Army.

"Your Excellency, what should we do?" The subordinates standing at the bottom of the stairs asked, "Should we try to sabotage this operation?"

"No!" Mannacone shook his head reluctantly, the evil face of the Divine Son of Bane was slightly cautious, he pondered, and gave an answer: "We will also join the Liberation Army!" Assist Madam Raul in reclaiming Arabel!"

"Your Excellency? Why?" The subordinates clearly did not understand.

"My friends, we want to rule this country, not a ruin." Mannakhen raised his head, his eyes full of confidence and arrogance, "When I have completed my recovery and returned as a hero of the kingdom, our plan will be easier to implement!"

"Destroy chaos, expand territory, bring order, and complete conquest!"

"This is also my father's wish!"

"Yes!" The roar from the seats was like thunder, they were all glorious Cormiers, and they were also warlike soldiers, and the words of the Son of God simply entered their hearts.

The Anaheims immediately began to make large-scale preparations to join the war.

The trumpet from the war is getting closer.

lq.

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty